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A UTHOR'S EDITION. 



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" Juk// Iitart rc<allt\i a i/ijftrnil lurnic. 
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/I XOrH I'.R leaf in i/fr's niysfrr/oits />('('/■ 
^^ '/'(>-,/.rv /s ///>■//,■</. O fyii-nd lh-Un;-ii, I leave 

With vou tlicst- liumhlcjlouh-rs to mark t/ir pai^,\ 
If /la/lv they may i^^h'r a />,-rfi/iite to 

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7 J' I ' I'lK V /icar/ /las //s aiiiiiiio'sarv d.iys. It kri'ps so»if ('f 
thrill ill the coiiipany i>f its fr/ciitls, l>iit many of t/iriii it 
/crrps ill its sriirt c/iaiiilifr alone, — saTC pei'liaps jcr the compan- 
ion sli ip of tears. Hut tears are the handmaii/ens of Joy as ivell 
as if Sorro7v, and are often deii,^/itfi<l eomphinions. It is these 
anniversary days that are here co)nme)norated. 

The frai^rance of these floral tributes may haply serve to 
aiu.ilu/i other memories — phantoms (f ly.rone days, ghosts of, 
it may he 

' ' A faded fUnver, a golden tress, 
A smile, a blush, a timid ' i'es'" — 

loliieh "iO ill bring delight to eare':oorii and oiwrburdened hearts. 
These fragrant memories are A'at lire's lullabies, loith "tuhieh she 
smooths her children's restless pilUnvs, and sends them smiling 
to their final sleep. Tut they talce flight at the noise and bustle 
if this ivork-a-day luorld, and are reluctant to return, for all 
the heart's enticement . 

It is the purpose of this little Toluine to prepare for these 
heart ineinories an abiding place, to ivhich it may charm them 
back, and, perchance, betray them to captivity. 



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FroiiiiipiciC — Rcsciifd Menio7-ies. 

Dfciiiti/ion. 

/nlrodiulioit. 

FLOWKKS FROM ARCADY. 

Prcliidr. 

AUMIRA rioN — Nasturtium. 

E N C 1 1 A N r M E N r — Wistaria. 

Entan(;i.h:ment — Colmuhine. 

A s I' 1 R AT I o N — VioL is . 

Reminiscknce — 'Jrailiiii^ Arl>utus 

D ELIGHT — Hepatica. 

NoEl- — Leafless Branch. 

DEVoi'roN — Clematis. 

S E K I'', NAD E Locust. 

C()Mi"ANi()Nsiiii' — Ceanothus. 
Congeniality — Artentesia. 
H OMACE — Netnophila. 
Bestow A I. — Straivlwrry. 
Entkeaty — Sivcct Pea. 
Greeting — Maple Leaf. 
Refusal — Snoiv Plant. 
D v.] ECI'I ' ) N — Cycla men . 
Solicitude — Mariposa Lily- 
Benediction — Rliododeudron. 
Endearment — Hellehore. 
Abnegation- - Veronica. 
Y\A\K\'\V\c>'^ — Red Roses. 
Pleading -California Rose. 





Pro IKSTATION - Fritillaria. 

Co.NKKSSlON - '/'ro//ius. 
Ai E IRO r H AL — Gr<>p,- 1 'ilte. 

CON0.KAril_VnON— /*<>//</ Lily. 
■^ M A K K I Ar. K — Ornn^Y HiorsoHi. 

ErirnAi.AMirM — D.n'sr. 

HoNKY Moon— /A-//<»/r<»/('. 

SElWKAnoN — ()//rr Br.in,h. 

Remembrance - U'il,i /Cos^. 

Pate r n i ty — Lofus. 

Christening — ZiVr o/ /A^ J'.iUr:: 
^ Anniversary — Gn's^r /.f/r. 
, Co r NS EL — Mon/:s/4th>ti. 

Reirosveo noN —Apple Blossom. 
^ TwiuGH r -D.ttitnt. 

Lui.i_\BV — Ctli/ornio Bof/'y. 
\ Trust -Jty. 

L'Buvoi. 
FLOWERS FROM THK SIERRAS. 

Xe\v Year -^iixZ/rn^v. 

Sr. Valentine's Day— /)/ii«M*/,f. 

Easter -Btistt-r Lily. 

May D\\-Byroh. 

Birth day — Mnns,nii/.i. 

C R YSTAL Wedding - iliM/i.nr 

Silver Wedding - Citnlinal Blorvrr 

Golden Wedding— /!'*//{• Tk<^ii. 

T HANK S G I V I N G — Ed, hffiss. 

Christmas— CArys<iHtAi-wM»/. 
Even tide — /l^i/.v Bos,: 





ILLUSTRATIONS 13 Y 

J. S. l)ANII-:i.l.. 

M. I. M(3RRISON. 

P. TILLAUX. 

T. STAUFFACHER. 

M. GRIVAZ. 

L. PINFT. 

W. V. CAIllLL. 




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FLOWERS FROM ARCADY. 



'V ^ H ESE flowers grow by c-'cry ivayside, but are 
overlooked by many, and by so/ne are mistaken, 
for zveeds. Jiut 7uhet/ier called iveeds or flo7oers, t/uy 
Illustrate the various aspects and phases of aflfection 
which blossom in every life, and lohich, if properly 
nurtured, will tnake vtore habitable the chambers 
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I'/u- />.r.ssuu>n/ ///a/ shall l,il;- f //,-<• in 
'!\> Ar,a,ly. 

l.0\' F., — Lovr that -a'orhrth c/iarity; 

'I'liat h<'l,/rth all iiiankiiul as Iciii; 
That I'carrth iiiniiaii sympathy. 

I.oi't- is thr only tloo)' thrrriii; 

.liid IaK'--, the " (>pi->i sc'samr," 
ll'hcrdy thou may'st an entrance luz'tt 
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ADMIRATION. 

" Stvcetest eyes were ever seen,' 
is the refrain of a sonnet by 
Camoens to his siveetheart. 

RdUNUEL. 

WEETEST eyes were ever seen." 
Could the Poet e'er devise 
Daintier praise than gave Catrine 
Sweetest eyes ? 

And which are the sweetest eyes? 
Soft and melting, lustrous, keen, 
Merry, — or demure and wise? 

Eyes that shine with light serene, 
X Mirrored from Love's happy skies — 

.? Like thine own, dear — are, I ween, 
Sweetest eyes. 



ENCHANTMENT, 




E touch of her dear hand, 
So sweet and tender. 
Ah ! how can I withstand 
The touch of her dear hand ? 
Nor can I understand 

What charm doth render 
The touch of her dear hand 
So sweet and tender. 



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ENTANGLEMENT. 

After Hivrick. 

BEE-KISSED Columbine, 
Tell this sweet friend of mine 
That she, 
Like thee, 
Hath ruby lip 
Where I would sip, 

Like v/anton bee. 
And too, like thee. 
She bends her lily head. 

And smiles, but ties 
My heart with subtle thread. 
Drawn from her eyes. 
She prisons me, 
But then, ah me ! 
Her durance takes from me 
All wish for liberty. 

Her sweet bond blesses me. 
Her smile caresses me. 

And in her gentle heart I lie 
At rest. 
Caressed 
By Love's delicious lullaby. 




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ASPl RATION. 

^1 7 0ULD I were a violet 
" ' To lie on her breast, 
Could I keep inviolate, 
If I were a violet, 
The secret that triolet 

But partly confessed ? 
Would I were a violet 

To lie on her breast. 







RHMINISCENCE. 

' '" A HOVE the roar of the crowded street. 
^*- Above the tramp of hiirryiiii;- feet. 
1 heard a flower-seller cry. 
"Arbutus Hlossonis. Who will buy ?" 

Arbutus Blossoms. They were the flowers 
That grew in boyhood's happy hours, — 

The flowers we sought for the May-day 
Fair — 

And kept the best for our sweetheart's hair. 

How litlle tlie llower-seller knew 

What wealth of fragrance in them grew! 

To him they were simply Arbutus Mowers; 

To me. the memories of golden hours. 

And so 1 si-nd ihem to you, to wear 
Again, in tlu' oid-linn' wa\'. in \our hair ; 

'Tis the old-time gift, with the old-time 
greeting, 

My heart has ever been repeating. 




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IMPLY a touch of the hand, 
One little word; 
Sunshine spread over the land; 
Then sang a bird. 

Sunshine may give place to rain, 
Hope be deferred; 

But through the heart's loss and pain. 
Still sings the bird. 








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y-/ Chime, 

HE Christ )iias bells in sivcet c/iitiirs si ill 
J\i>tj:^, " I'cacc 0)1 earth, to mm jrood7uill." 



May His peace rest on thee, and keep 

Vor thee that happy, blissful sleep 

He giveth His beloved; and bless 
Thee with abiding happiness. 

The Christinas hells ring srueet and clear 
The loving thong /its of all the year. 

Dear friend, at " Mcrrie Christmas" time, 
This wish for thee comes with the chime 

Of Christmas bells, which bring to me 
Such sweet remembrances of thee. 

Ring out, ring out, O happy bells, 

'The circling love Christ's birth foretells / 

And waft to her the chimes that well 

From every belfry tower, and tell 

Her how my heart with love now swells, 
To hear again these Christmas bells. 

Ring out, siueet bells, the J'eace that d^uells 
.■Ibove, and Uroe in us compels! 

Tell her my thoughts can ne'er abide 

Apart from her at Christmas tide; 

l^ut, like the Love the season tells, 
Enfold her heart, sweet Christmas bells! 



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DEVOTION 



T N days gone by these wild flowers fair 
Were made sweet messengers to bear 
My homage and fond thouglits to you— 
If peradventure they might woo 
Your maiden fancy unaware. 

To me these sweet-breathed blossoms bear 
Reminders still of that fond care 
For you, which in my bosom grew 
In days gone by. 

Your gentle look they seem to wear. 
And in their beauty I compare 

The old-time charm they bring anew, 

I wonder if they bring to you 
The message they were wont to bear 
In days gone by? 




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SERENADE. 

TN the soft, still night, 
*■ Ere sweet sleep has sealed the eyes. 
When fond thoughts sing light 

Their delicious lullabies, 
I would tune Love's song 

Thy reluctant heart to win, 
To the soft, caressing music 
Of the Spanish mandolin. 

Safe in Love's arms lie, 

By his happy songs caressed; 
For the stars and I 

Ever sentinel thy rest. 
May through all thy dreams 

Run a melody, akin 
To the soft, caressing music 

Of my Spanish mandolin ! 




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COMPANIONSHIP. 

The Carnival is past. 
The grand procession of illustrious knights 
And stalely dames, and all tiiat dazzling throng, 
In mimic dress and motley garb, are gone. 
But in my heart a silent, yet more gay 
Procession still keeps trooping by — of sweet 
And happy mem'ries— lighted by the glow. 
And gracious charm of your entrancing smile, 
And keeping step to the soft melody 
Of your remembered words. These memories. 
Dear heart, are thoughts of you, which fill my soul 
With an intenser joy than all that rare 
And brilliant scene, and make my daily life 
One Carnival. 



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CONGENIALITY. 

\ X 7HEN hearts so near each otlier sail 
* ' Each sees the other's signal light, 
Must they miss one another's hail, 
Like ships that pass i'the niglit? 



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HOMAGE. 

O WEET friend to you this valentine 
^^ I send, — your thoughts to woo, 
While it in gentle phrase bears mine, 
Sweet friend, to you. 

'Tis but an unpretending line 

To mark the day, and pay anew 
My homage at Love's happy shrine. 

But why to-day send word or sign, 

When every day and moment too. 
My heart sends loving valentine. 

Sweet friend, to you. 




BESTOWAL. 

Rondeau. 
O UCH as I have give I to thee; 

^ No stately epic tit to be 
Sung for the world's approving ear; 
No lullaby, to charm a tear 

From wistful eyes that watch for me. 

Simply a thought — but sent to thee 
In daily benedicite — 

That old-time thought —the best of, dear, 
Such as I have. 

But couldst thou know how tenderly 
This constant thought enfoldeth thee. 

The lengthening years would bring no iear. 

However far, I would seem near. 
And might, perchance, bring thoughts to thee 
Such as I have. 



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A BIDE witli nic, O gentle guest. 
■'*■ Thy presence brings to me sweet rest; 
Tliy hands bring s(jothing to my brow; 
Thy words such sympathy avow, 
Thy going leaves me all unblest. 

Still fairer shall thy bower be dressed; 
Anticipated each request; 

One song thy life shall be, if thou 
Abide with me. 

I would not longer have \.\\&& guest ; 

I cannot hold thee uncaressed 

So near my heart: Sweet love be thou 
My bride; Love's tend'rest name allow. 

And ever in his happy nest 

Abide with me. 




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/'~\ LITTLE birds who sing so much, 
^-^ Teach me the secret of your art, 
That my poor songs, like yours, may touch 
Her heart I 

Come from your flowery retreat. 

And in your song my message bear 
To her, who is so gentle, sweet 

And fair! 

With sweetest songs, and pinions fleet. 

Fly to her window far away, 
And her reluctant ear entreat. 

And say ; — 

' We bear Love's greetings on our wings — 

Fond wishes, that this day renew 
The happy flowers Memory brings 
To you: 

That their sweet fragrance e'er may bless 
Your heart; charm all your tears away. 
And bring you perfect happiness 

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"T^WAS saifl so tenderly, 
*■ " No, dear, it cannot be;" 

Her gentle sympathy 
Half the hurt mending. 

Still 'tis a grievous blow ; 

And it is hard to know, 

After my caring so. 

This is the ending. 

Ah, well ! another flower — 
Child of both sun and shower, 
Earth's fairest, sweetest dower — 

Mown by the reaper. 
Yet in my memory pent, 
Stays that sweet flower's scent. 
And all my prayers are blent 

With one, " God keep her." 



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DEJECTION 




KoUNDELo 

T/f/' H EN laiie is done, is Nature's sigh. 
Tlie Poet saith, " With dying sun 
The world's light dies." Hut all tilings die 
When love is done: — 

Ambition's skies turn dark and dim; 

The birds of trustfulness ily by; 
Hope's blossoms wither one by one. 

What does the world's praise signify? 
Or, if its prizes may be won ? 
For me — I only wish to die 

When love is done. 




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SOLICITUDE. 

Roundel. 

T IKE one of these, Art hath not made 
•*— ' Apparel that our eyes can please ; 
Even Solomon was not arrayed 

Like one of these. 

Consider how thev grow in ease 

And gladness, dancing in the glade 
Like butterflies u[)on the breeze. 

Then be not thou with burdens weighed ; 

If He a flower's need o'ersees. 
Thou, too, shalt on His care be laid 

Like one of these. 




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I have not said, 

Think not, my dear. 

Affection's dead; 

For every day my thoughts send thee 

The poet's " Benedicite:" — 

With love that flows 

From Heaven above, 
And peace bestows. 
With such a love 
As thou mayst hear, and I may say, 
I greet thee, dearest, far away. 



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ENDEARMENT. 

r^ROM your cheek a kiss I have dared to take, 

-*• Now give me one for its own sweet sake. 

There is naught for which I so much care, 

As one Httle kiss in which you share. 

And, given and taken in mutual desire, 

It awakens in each that ineffable lyre 

That sings— and sings on, in such exquisite strain 

That the world is forgot with its sorrow and pain. 

It lightens one's toil, it brightens one's eyes, 

And opens the gates of Paradise. 



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ABNEGATION. 

RCNDEAU. 

FOR your dear sake my love would fain 
Forever have your heart remain 
As light and innocent and pure 
As when we met, and kept secure 
From every thought of wrong and stain. 

Though passion may my heart enchain, 
I will these errant thoughts restrain — 
Will every wayward wish abjure, 
For your dear sake. 

And, though the road lead through the rain 
Of tears, in striving to attain 

The goal above temptation's lure, 

My love this trial will endure— 
Will welcome every loss and pain. 

For your dear sake. 






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|\|0 iiiiirvcl llu; S|);iriisli slnm^cr, 
* JMishivcd l)y your (iiK^ciily air, 

Sent daily his votive roses 

To ^race your room anri hair. 

I, loo, coiifc^ss to this boiula^e; 

Aik! tlie charm of that fraj^raiit delight, 
I woiilfl bring again in my roses 

'I'o your waiting heart to-night. 

What witclicry is in rose .scent ! 

What rajAurous delight is f)urs, 
When the incense of Love's dev(jtion 

First replaces the scent of the flowers! 




Ah well! that rare enchantment 
For us both, perhaps, is dead; 

But 1 would that the Senor's roses 
Were somehow mine instead. 

And so J send you these flowers 
To re waken that exquisite glow, 

When the roses of the Sefior 

Breathed tlieir homat;;e long ago. 

And I dare to wish, as I leave them 
In the old time way at your shrine. 

That the charm of the Senor's roses 
Might be transferred to mine. 




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yi)t lilvl, II itunil l«riih-,l I noil I In- 
iiiilials iij ///(■ (/iiii/(i/iiiii. 

NoNDl'AU 

T LOVI'", yoii, flc;ir," forever he 

'I'lie iiiessji^e of your heart, to tiie. 
Sweet li(!;irt, I hav(; no words to tell 
Tlic hlissfiil tliouj^hts that in ine w( 

Wh(;nc'cr I read your mystery. 

I'"roni ine you've learned Love's h(;ral(h'y, 
l'"or my enraptured face nnist he 
Kmhla/oned with his crest, so well 
I love you, dcsir. 

O lovinj,^ heart, thoiij^ii it may he 

That in tiiis life can never we 

Join hands, in Heaven sliail no farewell 
Love's f)erfcc;tefl delij^hts dispel; 

l'"or time anf! for (;l(;rnity 

I l<jve you, fiear. 



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CONFESSION. 



Can I teach thee, i)iy beloved? 

Can I teach thee ? 
Can I bless thee, my beloved ? 

Can I bless thee ? 
Alas! I can but love thee. 

Mrs. Browning. 

THOU hast taught me, my beloved, 
Thou hast taught me: 
Taught me Hfe's profounder meaning, 
Taught me honor, virtue — weaning 
Me from all ignoble things; 
On imagination's wings 
Taught me how to soar, and find 
Rarest pleasures in the mind; 
Taught me life's dull incompleteness. 
Without Love's renewing sweetness; 
From the height of thy pure soul 
Taught me passion to control; 

And hast brought me 
At thy gentle feet to learn 
What thy clearer eyes discern. 

Thou hast blessed me, my beloved, 

Thou hast blessed me: 
Blessed me with thy tender eyes, 
Which look on me in such a wise 
My faint soul grows strong again, 
As the flowers after rain. 
And they rest me. 
While they more and more enchain. 
Thou hast blessed me with thy words; 
Sweeter than the song of birds. 
They have soothed my weary brain, 
Banished every care and pain 
That distressed me. 




And a new strength put within me 
To resist delights tluit win me 
From the duty God commands. 
Thou hast blessed me with thy hands, 
Which liave ever shared my toil, 
Heeding neither ache nor soil, 

And caressed me, 
Making all my burdens lighter. 
And the sky of hope still brighter. 
Dear hands — only made for smoothing 
Restless pillows, and for soothing 
Tired hearts-^=-would they were mine 
To have and hold by right divine! 

Dost thou love me, my beloved .'' 

Dost thou love me } 
Thou whom I have from afar 
Watched and worshipped, like a star 

That above me 
Shines, and yet may never know 
The blessing that its beams bestow? 
Thou hast taught me, thou hast blessed me 
And with happiest thoughts possessed me, 

Hut to /(nfc me 
Is the crowning of all blessing; 
Making me by thy confessing 
Rich beyond all power to measure ; 
Royal, crowned by thy sweet pleasure 
Sovereign of a fair domain 
I had hardly thought to gain. 
^^^^ Blessing honor, rest thou art, 
And with undivided heart, 

j(/ J. Dear, I love thee, 

Love thee more than words can tell; 
And I would that my caressing 

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And forevermore compel 
Love's peace in thy 
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Rondeau 

/^ HEART beloved, I dedicate 

^-^ The powers and aim of man's estate, 

The dearest hopes of life to thee! 

Thy happiness my care shall be; 
On every wish my love shall wait. 

I sought thee not for wealth or state; 
Though countless graces on thee wait, 
'Twas thy sweet, loving self made thee, 
O heart, beloved. 

If frowning fortune be our fate. 
More tender and affectionate 

My sympathizing love shall be; 

No ills that Heaven may decree 
Our knitted souls can separate, 
O heart beloved ! 




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CONGRATULATION. 

IVi/^i (I <opY of Ti'iniysdtt' s " J'riinrss." 

RfUJNlJl'.L. 

APKINCESS still, in royally 
Of liij^li design and ])iii|)oscd will — 
Tliou<^li Cupid's shaft found her to he 
A princess still. 

Like her, dear friend, shalt thou fullill 

Love's over-ruling destiny; 
Nor wilt thou even count it ill; 




For thou shalt as before be free 
Tf) follow (rver thy swee-t will; 
In Love's dominion thou shalt be 
A princess still. 



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T WILL tJiy lot and portion share ; 
Will love and honor thee, a}id fill 
The nieasiire of thy need, luhate'er 
I will. 

This tender flower cherish, till 

In Heaven it blooms more bright and. 
fair — 
For love in Heaven will blossom still. 

And Love's fair flower hath made thee . , 
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To a new life beyond death's chill ;il J.f 

fl Eternity hath heard this dear, 

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OW in very truth thou art, 
Sweetheart, mine; 
Mine to hold close to my heart; 
Mine to have, and ever prove, 
Arcady is in my love. 
Sweetheart mine. 



But before the nuptial dooi. 

Sweetheart mine, 
Closes on the nevermore. 
That first troth I would approve, — 
Arcady is in thy love, 

Sweetheart mine. 

Folded in caressing arms, 

Sweetheart mine, 
/y Crowned with Love's supremest charms, 
Thy content and rapture prove, 
Arcady is mutual love. 

Sweetheart mine. 




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F^EAR heart, to you these songs T bring 

•■-^ Affection's simple offering, 
And lay them at your feet anew — 
The echoes of sweet thoughts of you 

My heart is ever cherisliing. 

To you such happy memories cling. 
My thoughts, on eager, rapturous wing. 

Take flight in song the whole day through;^'' ' ■ 
The songs are happy songs I sing, 
Dear heart, to you. 

These songs, may they a fragrance fling 
About your life! May flowers of spring 

On every hand your path bestrew! 

They will my happiness renew. 
If rest and peace and joy they bring, 
Dear heart, to you. 






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E pitifu 
With thy keen sorrow, 
Inexorable 

And dread To-morrow! 
.j^ Take her in gentle arms each day; 

Soothe her with thoughts of Yesterday! 

Hath Yesterday 

Lost all its charms 
To soothe To-day 
In her white arms? 
The sun can never set to-day, 
Behind the hills of Yesterday 

Fear not, dear friend; 

Close to my heart 
Until the end 
Thou ever art: 
Too close to leave thee room to borrow 
Such sad forebodings of the morrow. 

While no farewell 
Spoken to-day 
Can e'er dispel 
Our yesterday, 
On bended knees with you 1 pray, 
" Come back, come back, sweet Yesterday." 




In spite of me 

To-morrow will 
For sometime be 
To-morrow still; 
But each to-morrow nearer brings 
The end of all these wanderings. 

Therefore, dear heart, 

Trust hopefully; 
Time cannot part 

My thought and thee; 
No distance, scene, nor age can stay 
The love that overflows to-day. 

And, dear, in Heaven 

To-morrows stay 
Away; not even 
A Yesterday 
Can ever come with shadowed brow 
To darken that eternal Now. 




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REMEMBRANCE. 

KONDELET. 

T^HESE flowers of June 
•^ The gates of memory unbar; 

These flowers of June 
Such old-time harmonies retune, 
I fain would keep the gates ajar, — 
So full of sweet enchantment are 

These flowers of June. 








PATERNITY. 

The lotus, that Egyptian )nvstery. 
Whose Jiowers have a soul in every leaf. 

Moore. 

A CLOUD came darkening up the West, 
•**■ And as its awesome pall drew near, 
It hushed the home with vague unrest, 
And filled my heart with nameless fear. 

I heard a rustle as of wings, — 

And turning, saw Death's angel fill 

The room. Then froze life's very springs 
Within me, and my heart stood still. 

The dreadful presence, in the gloom, 

Bent o'er my love, — smiled,— and went by; 

When from the stillness of the room 
There faintly came — a little cry. 

And lo! from heaven an angel throng, 
As on that old-time Christmas morn. 

Took up anew their happy song, 
" For unto you a child is born " 





CHRISTENING. 

SUFFER the children to 
Come unto nie ! " 
In this, the Master's, word 

Must my trust be. 

How can I make my life 
Spotless and sweet. 

That I lead not astray 
These little feet! 

How can 1, so defiled, 
) Bound in Sin's bands, 
Ever be fit to hold 
These little hands! 

KZ^- If but my soul were pure, — 
Strong to withstand, 
I might the children lead 
To Thy right hand; 

But I am weak, and so 
My prayer must be, 

"Suffer the children to 
Come unto Thee! " 




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T^HE bells were told to ring in glee 
The day when first thou cam'st t 
Our home's delight; and in my heart 
By Love's supreme, mysterious art, 

These bells have rung unceasingly. 

And on this day there comes to me 
Anew the tender memory 

Of that sweet joy, which but in part 
The bells were told. 



Dear child, in whose sweet eyes I see 
The Heaven that waits above for me, 
How far from me would Heaven 
depart; 

How comfortless would be my heart. 
If through some darkened day for thee 

The bells were tolled I M ^ V 

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COUNSEL. 

^ Thirteenth Bif-thday, 

Roundel. 
"\1 7HILE in your teens you must reflect 

What part you'll play before Life's scenes: 
And childhood's faults you must correct, 

While in your teens. 

Great things of you we all expect, 

In following where your talent leans; 
But this you only can direct. 

And you must try and not neglect 

Whate'er is given of helps and means: 
Mostly are you Life's architect, 

While in your teens. 




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RETROSPECTION. 




RONDHAU. 



EN Love and I went maying, all ablaze 
With beauty were the woods, and blossoming 
sprays 

Dropped showers of petaled sweetness on the air. 

I never knew the world could be so fair, 

the May could pipe such tuneful lays. "'^^^J^i 

And heart and soul were lost in such a maze "^^f^ 
Of happiness, that evening's purple haze 
Stole down on that sweet day, all unaware, 
When Love and I went maying. 

I said to Love, " Let us not part; our ways 
Are one." Love looked at me with wistful gaze. 
And answered, " Where thou farest I will fare." 
And Love has kept through life that promised care: — 
But memory treasures still those perfumed days, 
When Love and I went maying. 



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TWILIGHT. 




A S children, when the day is done 
■**■ And twilight deepens, one by one 
Around the evening fireside run 

With happy faces ; 
Brightening the home with restful cheer. 
And drawing every heart more near 
In perfected affection's dear 

And fond embraces: 

So may sweet memories come to you ; 

And whisp'ring the old love anew 

May thoughts of those long lost to view 

Around you cluster ; 
May their fond greetings so delight 
That you forget the gathering night, 
While earthly vistas grow more bright 

With heavenly lustre. 

Without a thought of vain regret, 
Then may these latter days be set 
In Joy's completed coronet, 

Heaven's richest dower 
May they with blessings be replete ; 
And be, in Love's reunion sweet. 
The season when loved memories meet- 
Life's twilight hour. 




(TLEEP, baby, sleep, while softly I 
k— ' Sing lullaby, siueet lullaby. 




What sweeter song can minstrel sing 
Than " lullaby, sweet lullaby ?" 

For life's most tender memories cling 
To " lullaby, sweet lullaby." 

With lullaby on mother's breast 

Are baby's bright eyes lulled to rest ; 
. With lullaby is childhood stayed, 
Its sorrows soothed, its fears allayed. 

With lullaby love comes to youth, 

And wraps him in delicious dreams, 
Until a. silken tress, in sooth. 

The only prize worth winning seems ; 
From manhood's brow all troubles fly 
When loving wife sings lullaby ; 

Old age gains strength and comfort when 

This lullaby is heard again. 

Thus lullaby through childhood's years. 
Through youth, and manhood and old age 

Soothes tired hearts, calms foolish fears. 
And helps life's heaviest griefs assauge. 

So may sweet lullaby impart 

To you a peaceful, fearless heart. 

And when the shades of death draw nigh 
May you then hear God's lullaby ! 



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,;>» Rondeau, 

I F hearts are dust, hearts' loves remain, 
And somewhere, far above the plane 
Of earthly thought, beyond the sea 
That bounds this life, they will meet thee, 
And hold thee face to face again. 

And when is done Life's restless reign. 
If I hereafter but regain 

Heart's love, why should I troubled be. 
If hearts are dust. 

By Love's indissoluble chain, 

I know the grave does not detain 

Heart's love. The very faith in me 

Is pledge of an eternity. 
Where I shall find heart's love again, 
If hearts are dust. 





L 'E iN V O I. 

''/ "HA T I viigJit share witli iltec, dear friend, the sweet 

Enjoyment Memory brings, I've song Jit to lay 
On these fair pages little bits of tint 
And color — liere and there a study, ivorked, 
Sometimes in stniles, sometitnes in tears — if they. 
Perchance, might hold thy wandering thoughts awhile, 
And lead thee back to Arcady — and me. 



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PRELUDE. 

T^EAR p-ioid, tlioiigJi svt'ii by other eyes, 
"^"^"^ Yoiij- /iea?-i must read t/iroug/i all disguise 
What tender meaning underlies 

This Festal Greeting. 

For you these Jiumhle flo7vers groiv; 

To you their sweet-breathed greetings go — 

The message you already knoiv 

Onee more repeating. 





NEW YEAR. 



Rondeau. 



A NOTHER flower this day I bring— 
■**■ Love's unassuming offering ; 

Perchance it may a fragrance leave, 
That will a pleasant memory weave, 
Thiough all the year now opening. 

This day to you fond wishes wing ; 
Dear heart, may their sweet blossoming 
In Life's fair garland interweave 
Another flower ! 



And may a quiet fragrance cling 
To every flower the kind fates fling 

About your path ; ne'er cause to grieve 
Ma} your contented heart receive. 
And each succeeding year still bring 
^ Another flower ! 




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ST. VALENTINE'S DAY. 

Y Valentine is old and worn, 

Its freshness lost, its fragrance shorn; 
But still it holds some little part 
Of the warm love within my heart. 



What matters if its perfumed dress 
Has lost its pristine daintiness ; 

The words, though old, are ever new 
That bear the message, " I love you." 




EASTER. 




Rondeau 



" A RISE !" went forth a mighty Voice, "all ye 
■'*■ That sleep." O earthborn Lily, who told thee 
To come forth with the living from the dead ? 
The white-robed Lily answered " The great Head 
And Heart of Nature, God Himself, called me. 

" He said, ' The Christ is risen I ' and tenderly 
My earthy cerements loosing. He bade me 
Too — following in the way where Christ hath led — 
Arise! " 

Trust thou this promised Immortality, 
O, troubled, doubting heart ! Fear not that He 
Who wakes the lowly lily from her bed. 
Whose own hands loose the graveclothes from her 
head. 
Will Easter Day forget to say to thee, 
"Arise!" 



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■^^ On this briglit May morn I pore, 
A faint but deHcious fragrance seems 
To steal in at the open door. 

This phantom fragrance dimly recalls 

Some pleasure that erstwhile I've known; 

I remember all its bewitching charm, 
But the time and the scene are flown. 

Perhaps 'tis a breeze from Arbutus flowers, 

That is wafted from far-away hills; 
Or, is it some dear remembrance of home 

The alembic of absence distills? 

Or, is it the glove that once lay on my arm. 
So happy, confiding and dear? 
perfumed my heart with its exquisite scent, 
nd I kissed it, it was so near. 

is it the rose on her bosom worn ? 
Ah me ! that fragrance divine 
me more from her womanly grace than the rose, 

s 1 pressed her sweet lips to mine. 

is fugitive breath that comes from the Past 
Eludes all attempts to recall; 
ess — perhaps — there it comes again; 
h ! now I remember it all. 

It is neither from hills, nor glove, nor rose; 

'Tis a Maytime we both once knew — 
A memory, dear heart, of the exquisite charm 

Of Love's sweet Springtime — and you. 




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Rondeau. 

DETWEEN these leaves a fruitage grows 
^-* Which with Love's happy sunshine glows; 
It cheers the heart, delights the eyes, 
And with a breath of Paradise, 
Scents every breeze that through them blows. 

Besides this harvest which bestows 
On all refreshment and repose, 
For you, another hidden lies 

Between these leaves : — 

Friendship, untouched by winter snows ; 
Ripened affection, that outgrows 

This earthly clime, and death defies ; 

And memories ; — these but comprise 
A tithe of what my thoughts enclose 
Between these leaves. 




CRYSTAL WEDDING. 



A I 7 HAT can I bring to-day to lend 

' ^ The old-time lustre to your rin^ . 
That will these twenty years commend, 
What can I bring? 

Dear wife, I have no offering, 

Except these simple verses, penned. 
Perchance, for your mind's pleasuring; 

And my true, faithful love, to tend 
Your need, asj^e/ul- of your ring ; 
And more than this, my sweet life-friend, 
What can I bring ? 





SILVER WEDDING. 



Roundel. 



ITS silver lining proves there must, 
•*^ Behind the cloud, be sunlight shining ; 
So love still shines, though cares incrust 
Its silver lining. 

Have thou no fear of love's declining ! 

This quarter century of trust 
Our homely ways has been enshrining ; 

And all the while, from dross and rust, 

A purer love has been rehning, 
Till we can never more distrust 

Its silver lining:. 



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GOLDEN WEDDING. 

"T^HESE wedding bells for fifty years 
•*■ Have rung alternate joys and knells 
Till now our deepened love endears 

Tiiese wedding bells. 

These fifty years, dear wife, have brought 

Much more of happiness than tears. 
While love has many lessons taught 
These fifty years. 

Love taught us, dear, that hearts are worn 
By words and looks, as millstones wear ; 
That burdens shared are easiest borne. 

Love taught us, dear. 




As years go by, with ruddier glow 

Shall Love adorn our sunset sky ; 
And closer still our hearts shall grow, 
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THANKSGIVING. 



Rondeau. 



■\ 1 HTHIN our hearts what happy mem'ries well 
' ' To-day, and a new thankfulness compel ! 
The bygone years return with only their 
Remembered tenderness, and, unaware 
Of age and change, the old-time love retell. 

But while we feast, we cannot quite dispel 
Regret for lost ones whom we love so well. 
Yet why thus grieve? There is no vacant chair 
Within our hearts. 

Ah ! friends, does not this constant love foretell 
Of future greeting for each last farewell ? 
Even to-day we tread the Heavenly stair, 
And now their Immortality we share, 
If our beloved ones thus ever dwell 
Within our hearts. 



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"T^HE Christmas Bells from hill and tower 

To-night their benedictions shower; 
And on the waves of their sweet chimes, 
Fond thoughts of home and olden times 
Set sail through memory's Golden Gate: 
Deep laden with love's precious freight, 
They speed their homeward course to-night, 
Across the sea with Ariel flight. 

O you, who wait returning sails. 
Whose eyes hope long-deferred o'erveils 
With lowering clouds, take heart again! 
For lo! unseen through mist and rain 
Of tears, a thousand white-winged keels, 
Afloat on billowy Christmas peals. 
Seek haven in your hearts to-night, 
Home guided by love's beacon light. 

Dear friends, though sundered far and wide, 

Though varied quests our thoughts divide, 

May these rich argosies of love 

My tender, faithful memory prove; 

May they to-night new love awake, 

And in this festal season make 

Your hearts forget the old farewells. 

In greetings brought by Christmas Bells. 




EVENTIDE. 

Rondeau. 
' A T eventide there shall be light." 
■'^ Why should 1 ever fear the night.^ 
God's love and constant care attest, 
He will not suffer me, His guest. 
To thread the dark without a light. 

The light of life is Love ; and quite 
Content am 1, if but Love might 
Be near, when I lie down to rest. 
At eventide. 



And Love, if we but read aright, 

Is God, who is the Light of Light. 
What fear have I from Love's behest. 
When Love through life hath made me blest ? 

That Love, I trust will be my light. 
At eventide. 



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